At least they managed to walk for a time without Dean's complaining. Ruby shifted uncomfortably as they moved through the wilderness, humidity causing her clothes to stick to her skin in an unpleasant, stifling way. But, she kept her mouth shut and she kept moving, shotgun held down at her side. For now, their biggest issue was gonna be more panther-shaped than rebel forces. She didn't need a shotgun to handle an animal.
When they hit the clearing, Ruby moved to set down the gas can by a fallen tree, brushing moss off the side of it with her now free hand and taking a seat so she could eye the boys while they laid out their game plan.
"Maybe you should just pretend they're demons," she suggested in a snide voice to Dean. "Should clear up any moral dilemma you're facing." The way she said it made it clear that her feelings on the moral dilemma itself weren't entirely respectful of the idea, and she went on to explain why. "It's us or them. I don't know about you, but I decided when we got here that I wasn't gonna be the one getting the axe." A second time.
"We're here now. We're doing what we came to get done." That thought had a sour taste in her mouth, but she bit through it and turned her attention to Sam. She wasn't interested in humoring Dean long enough to act like she thought he had any semblance of control or command here.
"I say the best way to do that is to keep quiet. Scout out where the camp's at and wait till dark. One of us can take out whatever sentry they've got posted while the other two light it up like the fourth of July. In and out and nobody even knows we were there 'til their ass is on fire."
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When they hit the clearing, Ruby moved to set down the gas can by a fallen tree, brushing moss off the side of it with her now free hand and taking a seat so she could eye the boys while they laid out their game plan.
"Maybe you should just pretend they're demons," she suggested in a snide voice to Dean. "Should clear up any moral dilemma you're facing." The way she said it made it clear that her feelings on the moral dilemma itself weren't entirely respectful of the idea, and she went on to explain why. "It's us or them. I don't know about you, but I decided when we got here that I wasn't gonna be the one getting the axe." A second time.
"We're here now. We're doing what we came to get done." That thought had a sour taste in her mouth, but she bit through it and turned her attention to Sam. She wasn't interested in humoring Dean long enough to act like she thought he had any semblance of control or command here.
"I say the best way to do that is to keep quiet. Scout out where the camp's at and wait till dark. One of us can take out whatever sentry they've got posted while the other two light it up like the fourth of July. In and out and nobody even knows we were there 'til their ass is on fire."